You’re any prick; I’m the kind that gets hairs on the back of industry heads necks raised, I never cease to amaze; a thief on lined stage playing my cheats way discreet in my ways, never has a kid like you made me feel phased, ashamed? You’re a rat in a cage, master chief with no halo, begging “Please; not that maze,” I’m a wall of text, nixed? Shame, you can only claim second best after this mess of a battle, the war is one. You lost four days ago, and I’m reigning like Katrina and the waves, i leave other people feeling sea sick I’m a personal malaise. You’re another level, a mixed bag of gay, I’m both angel and devil, genie and lamp, mother fucker who you think you’re playing with, this was Disney, you’d be lady and the tramp, so I don’t know multis and my punches are weak? Freak listen I’m at the peak of my competition, you’re straggling, polar positions, I’ve written more words than you could ever read - not even kidding, see we started a game of it, it was fun, no lie, but I’ve had enough, it’s time for you to die, where we’re going we don’t need no roads, fine, check these symbols out next time you see sense you going to look for a sign, time to drop back to the future and flow through time periods, life’s a bitch, am serious, no lie she haemorrhages heavy thoughts, and offers raw support to a cause that is wrought with pickney man offering random discourse, course my voice is hoarse, i been shouting for centuries, I’m a wrecking ball crew and you’re an empty vessel, well, hell, let’s see, what could you ever possibly do to me, family please I’m still just stalling for time, got your girl on the other line begging me to cut style like a Chelsea smile, grinning ear to ear, here, I’ll switch gear again and leave the car park chat behind with the worms for the birds and bees to decipher, we’ll jump a train of thought, hijack the fucker, wait, weight…. I’ll slide from first to third quicker than any of your chat and rephrase it, replace your name with James and throw you under the train, when the lights hit and the switch clicks you’ll probably feel kind of sick don’t worry it’s a magic hat trick instead of pulling rabbits, I’ll pull a gat and spray new era caps at your face, this is key styling notes gather rounds after round, I’m still going and you’re out for the count, sitting up in my corner watching your dude struggling, voice all mumbling blood bubbling while they huddle him and try to keep him alive, it’s troubling how on point I am, bet my last stake on a vampire bite, no I don’t gamble but I’ll accept your life as a prize, if I’m a Jedi mind trick, this is Mortal Kombat Shang Tsung style, took your soul and your pride, get over here you little green man some fries, with that, I would like, get me. oh you thought i was finished? see, the first half was notated just now, the second will teach you why not to clown, I’m it, one word, I’ve got absurd Wonka styling, call me a sparrow, capped in a ship that you tried to borrow. so damned, head hunted, hung from a rack, I’m free willy, you’re Moby, dick, you’ll remember me as Neo, couldn’t keep up wit Captain Jack, King of the word, got missing characters lost at sea, but i Rose above all this bull shit long time ago, now it’s like a…b….c, stay watching Jeremy Kyle and keep smiling to yourself, by the water cooler talk a heavy game, but can you claim a wealth of infamy that was brought about through shame? when it comes to actual refrain they’re weak, lame and they fail to set sail, see what i claim isn’t much but it’s all you had, while your busy clipping sentences, I’m steady talking stationary, still just waiting to find anchor in this I’m a shark you like jaws, leave one bloodied and pale… check my sole “made my own”, checked mates it said made in china, that makes you a dish, pie in the sky, I’m the fucking moon how’s that for satellite, your breakable, porcelain, just another Russian doll, time to spin the wheels in the big leagues, accept the deal you’ve been given, am driven, life’s affording me Focus.
#nowplaying To Zanarkand,
Untangling my headphones just to listen to this one song while I write this is too long. I haven’t actually put any coherent sentences in this thing yet, because so far it was just for testing theories, playing about online with different pipes and what not, eventually though I got on the back of Yoshi and started tearing through the fabric of time & space, reality just fell by the wayside. But with August in just over two days, we should have a fun-filled birthday month planned for the star of our show. As ever, there’s no leading lady, just a cold breeze. A reminder of better things to come, perhaps. Since this projects taking off in such an unexpected way, I shall probably maintain reign for a little while longer, before they catch up and tell me to make a tutorial for this thing I’ve created…
Murder, I’ve not even started yet b, there’s still so much left to come out, how can this song be ending so…
Fifteen seconds to go.
Done.
Know what you are saying.
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